A Bar In An Alternate World: Pick Up A Young Witch

"Shop manager, what did you move?"

Glenfiddich smiled, "You'll find out soon."

Carrying the cardboard box with one hand, he walked to a wine table in the corner and put the cardboard box on it. After taking it apart, he found a bulky box-type TV inside, with a dark gray bottom and a silver gray frame.

"television?"

Glenfiddich pulled the wine table and the TV on it to the corner against the wall with one hand, and plugged it in.

"I thought that the guests might need some entertainment when drinking, so I bought this."

Glenfiddich pressed the round switch on the lower right corner of the TV, and the screen flashed twice, revealing that an old movie was being played.

"Are there any new customers in the store these days?"

"Two or three."

The old gray-robed mage who gave Ringer the magic gem, Selia who was brought over by him, and yesterday's top-quality slime barely counted.

As for the somewhat strange headless horseman and his follower, the skeleton maid, Ringer didn't count them among the guests.

"It's very good. Before you came, there hadn't been any new customers in the store for a long time."

Glenfiddich's satisfied appearance made Linge unable to help feeling how bleak the business here was before, and he was satisfied with just two or three customers.

He told Glenfiddich a few other things, including the fact that he had set up a bed in the lounge, that the Headless Horseman was making trouble, and that he had left Lanya in the shop.

Glenfiddich waved his hand, indicating that it was all right, and focused on the TV.

"Manager, I have made a new wine and want to add it to the wine list."

"Oh? New wine?" Glenfiddich finally turned his head to look at Ringo, with a hint of interest in his eyes, "Let me taste it."

Linge turned around and walked into the bar, quickly made a glass of magic wine that replenished Lanya's magic power last night, and brought it to Glenfiddich.

After watching his preparation process, Glenfiddich naturally discovered that he used magic to assist the preparation, so he asked:

"You already know how to use magic?"

"Well, it's quite convenient to mix wine, and it can save electricity bills for the juicer and ice machine." Ringer said with some humor.

Glenfiddich laughed twice and drank Ringer's new wine.

"Not bad, good!" Glenfiddich patted the table, "Not only does it taste good, but it also has the effect of replenishing magic power. Plus, it must be added to the wine list. Have you decided on its name?"

"Amethyst."

Adding new products to the wine list is not simply adding a name to the wine list, but also requires the supply of raw materials, Ringer reminded:

"If you want to add it to the wine list, you need to order two new ingredients, slime liquid and clown grass, which requires a certain amount of money."

Although there are currently few customers in the store, the elixir brought by Selia and the slime liquid left by Di Luke should be available for a period of time, but it is safer to prepare sufficient raw materials early.

Glenfiddich thought for a while and said:

"Slime liquid is easy to say. It is everywhere outside the city, but the elixir on the market in Castalon is basically artificially cultivated. I think you used wild elixir just now, right? Is it okay?"

Linge was taken aback for a moment. Indeed, he hadn't tried artificially cultivated ervetia.

The taste of wine is a very subtle thing. Subtle differences in raw materials will bring great differences in taste, so there are many wines that strictly control the origin and category of materials.

For example, French AOC wines can only be made from grapes grown in the original area, and must not be blended with grape juice from other places.

Seeing Linge's serious expression, Glenfiddich smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. Although it's hard to find wild elixir near Castallon, it doesn't mean that there are no other places."

Ringer's eyes lit up: "Does the store manager know where it is?"

Glenfiddich pointed to the yellow wooden gate of the bar: "Ask the door spirit, it has been to many places, and maybe it knows where there are a lot of wild ervets. It can teleport you there directly, there may be some errors , but not too far."

It turned out that this door can still be used in this way, but Linge immediately thought of another problem.

"After teleportation, how do I come back?"

"Remember the key I gave you? It's actually a space beacon, which can summon the door of the bar from anywhere. It only needs to consume a little magic power. With your current magic power level, summoning it ten times a day is enough. More than enough."

Ringer took out the key to the bar's gate from the ring. The brass surface was slightly worn, and it really didn't look like a magic item.

He ran his fingers over the key, thinking that if he had known it had this effect earlier, it would have saved so much time when he returned from Elise's.

About ten minutes before the opening time, Elise and Nilu entered the bar one after another. At this time, the store manager had already left again.

"Where did you get the TV?" Elise found the TV in the corner of the hall and asked Ringo.

"The store manager moved here in the morning." Linge stood at the bar and wiped the cup.

"oh."

A small spider dangled from the ceiling and landed next to Elise's ear. It was Mattie, Elise's intelligence secretary.

Ringer was wondering why it didn't go back to the cave with Elise, and suddenly noticed that Elise looked at him with something wrong, and seemed a little disgusted.

"You are really an out-and-out pervert. You drink what other people spit out."

Ringer's expression froze.

"Ugh, it's disgusting." Elise walked towards the lounge with a look of disgust.

After Nilu gave Ringer a strange look, she also walked into the lounge to change clothes.

Lan Ya, who was dozing off at the bar, woke up at some point, stared at Ringer's face, blinked, and her light purple pupils showed curiosity.

"Ringer, did you really drink?"

"Slimes are different from humans. Most of them are pure elemental creatures, and the purity of the one that came to the store is even more astonishing. The glass of wine walked around its body, but it was equivalent to more After a process, the flavor becomes more unique, and I just studied the changes in its nature in the spirit of research and innovation of a bartender." Ringer said in an absolutely calm tone.

"You really drank it!" Lan Ya covered her small mouth, her eyes wide open.

"That's not the point, what I'm trying to say is that as a bartender, you have to be courageous and innovative...uh, why do you look at me that way?"

"No, nothing." Lan Ya quickly lowered her head, hiding her face under the big hat.

"..."

When the wind chime rang, Lan Ya hurried to the door, and the moment the door was pushed open, she shouted welcome.

A bald man with a reddish complexion came in. He ignored Lan Ya and went straight to the bar.

"Lieyang, why did you become like this?"

Looking at Prince Lieyang standing in front of the bar, Linge almost couldn't recognize him.

His eyes were bloodshot, his eye sockets were black, and his face was pale. In contrast, he looked like a zombie, and he looked like he hadn't slept for several days.

Prince Lieyang clenched his fist, smashed it on the bar, gritted his teeth and said:

"Ringer, tell me, how do I know where the person I'm talking to online lives?"

He came to the store just to ask this? Linger was a little puzzled.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I want to find out those who offend me one by one, until their mothers don't even recognize them! No, I want to use the harshest punishment in the Galama Empire, torture them severely, and listen to their screams before I can Calm my anger."

Ringo laughed.

"Haha, have you been sprayed on the Internet?"

With Prince Lieyang's haughty personality and a newcomer to the online world, it's not surprising that he would be so angry.

"Is it funny? Tell me how to find them."

"Sorry, I couldn't help it. But in our side, it is illegal to obtain other people's private information through the Internet without authorization, let alone come to the door to do something, and you will be arrested."

Prince Lieyang gritted his teeth, unable to swallow this breath.

In the Jiarama Empire, the words of their royal family are the law. As the prince of the empire, he has never been ridiculed unscrupulously.

"Then assassinate! Do you know any assassination agency or organization?"

Ringer smiled wryly and spread his hands: "Sorry, I don't know."

"Damn it, are they allowed to be arrogant?" Prince Lie Yang's fist hit the bar again.

Ringer turned around and took out a bottle of AK47 vodka from the refrigerator, poured it into a wine glass, and placed it in front of Prince Lieyang.

"With your intelligence and ability, you should already know the common sense you should know through the Internet, right? Then don't indulge in the Internet world all the time, drink this cup, go back to sleep, wake up and go out for a walk , our world over there is still very exciting, I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

The wine is pure and clear, originating from the Russian Caucasus Mountains ~www.readwn.com~ like pure melted water from snow peaks.

Prince Lieyang picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

The taste of vodka was fierce and pungent. When he poured down this large cup suddenly, even though it was cold, it was like a fire burning in his chest, and then the fire rushed straight to the top of his head, as if it was going to kill his body. All thoughts burn out.

He let out a breath of foul air slowly, his anger seemed to be consumed as fuel, his mind relaxed a lot, and tiredness began to strike.

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep and forget about those troublemakers."

Prince Lieyang turned around and left the bar with a graceful pace.

Lan Ya stood in front of the bar, with her white and tender hands clasping the edge of the counter, staring curiously at the wine bottle in Ringer's hand.

What kind of magical power does this bottle of wine have, that it can make the bald man who looks like he wants to eat people when he comes here leave contentedly?

"Want to try it?" In view of Lanya's previous performance, Ringer took a bad look.

"May I?"

Ringer smiled slightly, took an upside-down triangle cocktail glass, poured less than half of the wine into it, and placed it on the bar.

The innocent Lanya reached out to pick up the wine glass, put her small face close to the mouth of the glass, and sniffed it twice like a kitten, but she didn't smell any pungent smell.

The appearance of AK47 is clear and pure, colorless and tasteless, but strong and flamboyant inside. Only by tasting it can you understand its taste.

It wasn't until Lan Ya took a sip innocently that the wine showed its true power.

The wine she had just drank spurted out of her mouth, coughing violently, and there seemed to be a flame burning between her mouthpiece, which made her face flushed, and the fierce alcohol smell that rushed straight into her nose made her cry even more. Cross current, blurred vision.

Ringer wiped the drink off his face, suddenly regretting it.

Is it overdone?